Well now.. Welcome to Delta, boys! The first rule of the Cog is...
Boy get your head down! Boy get your head down! Boy get your head down!
Born to a world of struggle Raised with my brothers three As I boy I learned through a burning world That nothin ever comes for free As soon as I could hold a gun now I was out on the killing fields Fightin in a war to save my home From a foe that will never yield
But we won't stop because we're brothers in blood now We'll meet again now at the end of the line Try not to think about what fate throws before me Reporting for duty, sir! 'What's your name, son?' Private Clay Carmine (You're a Gear now, son!) Private Clay Carmine (You're a Gear now, son!)
Boy get your head down! (You're a gear now, son!)
On a cold and cruel morning Under a burning sky My brother Ant took a bullet to the head Never even got to say goodbye The very next year as the battle raged Got a letter from my brother Ben It was signed by a 'Sgt Fenix' I knew I'd never see him again
But we won't stop because we're brothers in blood now We'll meet again now at the end of the line Try not to think about what fate throws before me Reporting for duty, sir! 'What's your name, son?' Private Clay Carmine (You're a Gear now, son!) Private Clay Carmine (You're a Gear now, son!)
Now the cities are laid to ruin And we fight on through the years No end in sight no light of hope Man, don't it just grind your gears
But we won't stop because we're brothers in blood now We'll meet again now at the end of the line Try not to think about what fate throws before me Reporting for duty, sir! 'What's your name, son?' Private Clay Carmine (You're a Gear now, son!) Private Clay Carmine (You're a Gear now, son!) Private Clay Carmine (Don't it just grind your gears now)
Back in your hole!
Boy get your head down! Boy get your head down! Boy get your head down! (You're a Gear now son!)Teksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
